Christina was living an average life, had an average job. she was happy, although she was still coping with the loss of her father months before. when a man tries to grab her one day as she rushes to work it would change her life for ever. She would meet 4 guards who were willing to risk their lives in order to keep her safe. She would have to leave her old life behind to protect herself and the people she cared about. But what was her Fathers real job? Why did he hire these men to protect her? Would she discover the secret?
Jules was a drug smuggler and sold girls to men for profit, he saw her, he watched her, he wanted her and he was going to get her.
Highest ranked- #10 in action 2/16/2017
A promotion.
That's all I wanted. I didn't want to run for my life. I didn't want to be kidnapped. I didn't want to face death. I didn't want to find out my whole life was a lie.
I just wanted a bloody promotion. Guess fate had other plans?
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The cold air fanned over my face as I opened the door. The exit door lead to the back of the building so it was pitch black. I leaned against the wall trying to control myself.
Blood was running down my arm and head. My hair was stuck to my face from all the sweat and blood. Everything was spinning around me and the ground seemed like it was shaking. Groaning I sat down and put my head on my knees.
He knows who I am.
He knows how I look like.
He knows where I work so possible knows where I live.
I am not safe anymore... no where.
While I was in my own world I heard faint sounds behind me but I didn't bother to look or run away. The footsteps got closer and I was pretty sure it was Walker's men.
I should run.
I should try to fight.
But what's the point in trying to run away? He would eventually find me and if he has his way he would most likely kill me. If this is my fate then why am I trying to fight it?
I felt someone harshly grab my waist and pull me up and I complied. They dragged me down the alley and into the busy street. I heard the opening of a car and the next thing I knew I was being thrown into a car. My head hit the hard leather seat and the door shut behind me.
Maybe this is how my life will end. Maybe I should just let it happen. Maybe I was destined to die alone as a no one.
With that I let the darkness consume me.